Fog of the Mind

Paul Hughes

Unkempt and abandoned,

My mind is an empty town

Submerged in the greyest Fog,

Overgrown and moss embrowned


Abandon thought ye who enter,

The mind here enshrouds in dense smoke

Exit roads remain unfinished

Engulfed in a boundless grey cloak


The Fog swallows up the past and

Present here, as memories wilt

Untouched bricks lie in scattered piles

For towers that were never built

  • Author: Paul Hughes (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 21st, 2024 15:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: Written about my ongoing experience of living with brain fog and Chronic Fatigue
  • Category: Unclassified
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